Chemainus Garden

Still is green water
From which lilies grow.
Still are lilies
Embracing sky.
Still are reeds,
But a breath will bend them.

All is green and shades of green,
But the pearlescent Lily,
Pink and white or yellow and red
Candles sculptured on green velvet.
Floating flames,
Waiting for your opening eyes,
For the ravishing.